When Matt's doorbell rang, he was just stepping out of the bath. He had finished his daily exercise routine, and had taken a long, hot shower. He carelessly threw a light robe over his long, lean torso, and tied it loosely. His muscular legs carried him to the door in a few strides, and he opened it with a touch of impatience.
Ready for some salesman or other annoying such being, he looked right over her head. She cleared her throat softly, and he looked down, surprise drawing his features into a smile, his deep blue eyes widening.
A tiny Asian woman stood there, she couldn't have been more than 5 feet tall, if even that. There was a leather satchel next to her, on the step. She was very beautiful, delicate and soft looking, with white, porcelain skin that appeared completely flawless and almost blinding in its brightness. She had a large knot of blue-black hair pinned to the top and back of her head. Held there by two lacquered sticks. She had a tiny face, but her eyes were huge and dark, with long silky-looking lashes, and were pointed at the outer rim, upward, making them look like fringed almonds.
Her nose was a little masterpiece. Round and cute, it turned up slightly at the tip, but was a little bit spread, so that the wide little nostrils flared a bit.
The lovely mouth on this creature was from another world. It was a fat cupid's bow, with a plump, rounded lower lip, a permanent pout, and two high arches on top, very separated and full of fat.
Matt looked down at her, and started to get hard as she looked up at his 6'4'' frame. He took in her black silk dress, it was tight and he could see that it hugged a body that was in very nice shape and well cared for.
His eyes took in her round, full breasts; he could even see her nipples pushing out the fabric at the tips. Her flat stomach led the way to swelling thighs. He could see the definition of them and imagined her tiny slit in between them.
He completed his trip down her body, the dress stopped at her knees, and they were round and soft looking, with shapely calves leading to slim ankles and the sweetest feet.
The black and red stiletto pumps she was wearing made his heart thump and his cock throb. The black leather hugging those tiny, slim feet, the very high red thin heels holding up this weightless looking waif.
He cleared his mind and throat, and looked at her face once again. "Hi", he said, with a stupid grin. "Is there something I can do for you?"
She handed him a note she had slipped from her purse as he was stammering out his greeting. With a go-ahead gesture of her hand, she smiled shyly and looked down at the ground.
As he was reading, she slowly ran her eyes over this giant in front of her. He was certainly pleasing looking, with his long, hard body and thickly muscled legs. She caught a glimpse of his thick, semi-erect cock under the thin robe he was wearing, and almost giggled.
Matt looked up from the note with a look of disbelief on his face. He shook his head and said, "this has to be some kind of joke, I can't believe this".
She shook her head, "no", she said, "I am Li, from Osaka. I was brought here as a gift to you, and sent here this day to present myself to you." With this, she bowed slightly, and pressed her hands together in front of her chest. "I am for you to do with as you wish, I will clean and prepare meals, and care for you in every way you wish. If one day you decide that I am good enough, you will make me your wife."
Matt shook his head again, "the note didn't say whom this gift is from, do you know who sent you to me?" She shook her head gently, "no, I was only told to come by my father, who sent me after receiving a letter a week ago. He would not explain, only saying that this was something I had to do. I have always been an obedient daughter to my beloved father."
Li looked down at the ground as Matt talked. "I can't keep you as my personal servant, that would be very wrong." He bent down and looked into her eyes, and took her by the arms gently. "Come inside, so we can straighten this all out, its chilly out here."
Leading her inside the house, he let her walk in front of him and admired the view of her from the back. Her legs continued to be defined, and shapely, leading to a very round, very separated rear end, her cheeks moved as if unattached to each other. He noticed with a grin that her hairstyle looked almost like the feminine slit he was imagining between her legs, with the wooden sticks spearing it like his cock would. He felt himself stiffening once more, and made sure his robe was closed, holding his hands over his bulge. He didn't want her to think that he was some pervert who was going to attack and rape her, after all. "Mmmmm", he thought to himself, "but what a delicious thought". Discreetly rubbing one large palm over his dick, he led her to the sitting room, he motioned her to sit on the couch.
Matt ran back out to get her bag from the landing, and came back quickly. He put it down by the stairs leading to his bedroom and walked over to her, wishing his cock to behave.
He took in the view of her sitting there; looking a little bewildered, and asked if she wanted a drink or something. She agreed to a glass of water after a little coaxing, and he went to the kitchen to get it.
He couldn't stop himself from reaching into his robe with one hand to stroke his cock as he got the water. He was holding onto the counter, and stroking hard, hoping to cum quickly, to ease the tension he was feeling, and thinking of the beautiful woman sitting out there, saying that she now belonged to him, his to do with as he pleased and wanted.
He was just about there, his cock was full and erect, bursting with pre-cum, he moaned softly and squeezed the drops out, his hand getting wet and slippery with it, sliding back and forth over the pulsating flesh he could barely get his long fingers around. The head of his dick was the size of a tennis ball, and it was purple and shiny. He started to massage it, his fingers moving around it, smearing the thick, clear drops of fluid that kept appearing on the slit at the tip of it.
He didn't hear her come in, but felt her hand on his stomach as she pressed her body to his back. He turned quickly, and saw that she had taken her clothes off and was standing there in all her splendor, staring at his large cock, which was almost at the level of her chin.
Matt took one step forward, his throbbing cock still in his hand, and jerked it once towards her. The first shot of his cum splattered her neck, a drop hanging from her chin. He aimed a bit better, and covered her pouting, thick lips with a huge blast of cum. Rope after rope of white, thick semen streamed over her mouth and throat and chest. She slowly licked her lips and looked up into his dark blue eyes, mirroring the lust in them with her own deep, black pools.
Without a word, Matt picked her up and started to carry her up the stairs to his bedroom. Li put her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face there. She was light as a feather and he bounded up effortlessly.
Matt put her down on a chair, and fell to his knees in front of her, throwing the robe off his shoulders. He spread her legs, and looked down at the sweetest pussy he had ever seen in his life. Longish black hairs covered her tiny mound, they were straight, and combed down neatly towards a tight slit, the thin, little lips pressed against one another. He wondered if she was a virgin, and looked up at her face.
Li was watching him with a very serious expression; it looked as if she was wondering what he was going to do. Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked her bottom lip, then held it between her teeth, not moving.
Matt almost laughed at her. He now knew that she had no experience, and didn't understand that he was about to make her go wild. He bent his head and pushed her thin thighs apart. He ran his fingers over her inner thighs, and pressed harder, pushing them outward, opening that tight slit between them, almost hairless and pink.